Funeral Bonsai Wedding

by Steve Dawson & Funeral Bonsai Wedding

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I sat in the front room for hours and hours With Tiffany the one-handed cheerleader Her long red hair tangled with mine The moon shone through her living room blinds She stood on her tip toes and kissed my cheek I could not breath I could not speak I sang that song at the top of my lungs Ah, but sooner or later the ending comes CHORUS but it's too late, too late we're strangers now in time It's goodbye goodbye, I loved you, I can not say why.. A 3 year old boy with pencil and paper Up to his knees in the Big Wood River A fascist a poet a critic a mentor counting the clouds in that mountain water Where Hemmingway blasted off his own head Caddisflies creep through the riverbed When we smashed the slime heads on the rocks I felt a part of my soul got lost Your father kicked you when he got drunk You raged through the mountains alone in your truck I didn't reach out and I'm sorry for that Tonight I'm drunk and I'm looking back REPEAT CHORUS we lay in the sun on wet grass laughing like children while summer passed sparrowhawks, grasshoppers, flickers, mayflies your skin was warm, It was mid July A sagebrush path to the giant rock To watch the river push at the banks Overhanging cottomwood trees Shading the shallows, dropping their leaves REPEAT CHORUS Ezra Pound was locked in a tower Blood still flush with the Big Wood water Tiny white beard, lead from the mines Raving on behind enemy lines High on skunkweed we skipped out of school To watch Mariel swim in the Sun Valley pool Her granpa's name a useful scar At 17 years old she's a movie star Your father kicked you when he got drunk You raged through the mountains alone in your truck I didn't reach out and I'm sorry for that Tonight I'm drunk and I'm looking back REPEAT CHORUS I drove in from out of state I was tired it was getting late You asked how long I planned to stay I through down my bag and I kissed your face
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I didn't realize til I spoke the words that it would break her heart But I'd made up my mind that it was time to leave Where the little green trains filed with college girls Brake and stop and start I held out my arm to catch her tears with my sleeve And the sparks tripped the wire And we stood like strangers The night of the liquor store fire A line formed around the ice cream shop desperate to beat the heat As sirens split wide the late august air In a doorway on a dark side street she pressed herself into me And whispered things that I couldn't hear And some freshmen formed a choir By the barricades And sang to the liquor store fire A polish girl with big green eyes And a distant sense of fear We'd spent that whole summer in her room Playing her husband's 45's And drinking dollar beer A pause in a life ready to resume And So I became the liar And I saw it all clearly In the light of the liquor store fire Crates of whiskey, rum and wine Exploding in the flames The sky was sick with sweet ashen booze And over in the haze of lights The owner sobbed and prayed Surrounded by mic's from the TV news And as the flames were rising higher That girl disappeared (hold chord) The night of the liquor store fire
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Sweet mystery Back now from the dead Unlock the dreams stuck inside my head My back against the car By the fence In the Trees With a grin I don't own The crush of the leaves The smell of the rain As it soaks our clothes Sweet Bitterroot River underground My soul has been moved By that whisper sound Together again In the valley of the whale In the long dry heat I bury my head in your chest And I sing til I fall at your feet Cruel chemistry Dust to dust Hand to hand I still believe but I don't understand Sweet mystery Back now from the dead Mine could be the light In the lamp beside your bed
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You could have had anything you wanted But you could not make up your mind Now your neck stays permanently twisted And your scars are memory refined You could have lived anywhere you landed But you were overwhelmed by the chance And the home you one day intended Is a victim of circumstance You could have said the words you were thinking But you chose to bite your tongue Now the white noise whenever you're speaking Marks your distance from everyone And your best lines are filled with failure And your comedy is a farce And you wish you had someone to turn to But that river is dry at the source And when you look to your bitter companions All the light is leaving the room in their uniforms and medallions they are staring straight back at you if there was only some meaning in common but it's too late now to protest and the dream of one day breaking even is another lost cause at best
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In The Glow 03:51
In the glow Of the moon In the path over the trees I will hang Like a vine For you On the weight Of your arm On the guess I cannot name I will skip Like a stone For you At the top Of the hill Where the skyline reaches north I will shine All the light Toward you From the stream By the house Where the shadows calmed my eye I would send All my dreams To you
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Confusion 04:28
It doesn't matter if I fell my head with whiskey It doesn't matter if I stay in bed all day In my heart there is a shadow that never goes away Confusion don't break my heart It is a secret And even if I told you, you would not believe it I sent out a flair to the crumbling Earth To a darkening mind, to a hole in the sea To the trouble wrapping around me Confusion don't break my heart I've been hovering on the wayside I've been cruel to the one who loves me There are still more questions than answers I'm calling out for mercy! Confusion don't break my heart
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I woke up this morning with dying on my mind I woke this morning with dying on my mind I hear my heart beating and I know, I know I'm running out of time I don't know why I do the things I do I don't know why I do the things I do I only know that I will be forever in love with you My grandmother held the kindness of the world my grandmother held the kindness of the world sometimes I wake in the night crying out for her I try and try but I cannot forget I try and try but I cannot forget the cruelty in the truth and how I am a part of it but breath by breath I rise above, I do breath by breath I rise above, I do I pry apart my chest I will show you all the love I have for you
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I washed my hands for good luck I brought my traveling souvenirs I walked for hours around the block and every hour on the hour I ask myself what I'm doing here she crowded me in her wagon she drove downhill in a hurry we were out of control and she was laughing she stopped the car threw out her arms and said, "honey, darling, what's got you so worried?" as soon I walk in I'm already searching a way out I can't remember my own name but I'm not looking for sympathy in the first cold hours of daylight she wrapped her arms around me it was only once, but ever since I've been waiting for lightning to strike me as soon as I walk in I'm already searching
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Steve Dawson: vocals, guitars, harmonium, Jason Adasiewicz: vibraphone, Frank Rosaly: drums, bells, percussion, Jason Roebke: upright bass, Robbie Fulks: vocal on "The Night of the Liquor Store Fire," Diane Christiansen: vocal on "In The Glow," and "In The Valley Of The Whale."

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released September 19, 2016

all songs written by Steve Dawson
recorded and mixed by John Abbey at Kingsize, Chicago, Feb - June, 2014. Mastered by Bob Weston, Chicago Mastering Service

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Steve Dawson Chicago, Illinois

Steve Dawson’s new solo album tells a powerful story of faith lost and artistry reborn. AT THE BOTTOM OF A CANYON IN THE BRANCHES OF A TREE revisits depths that many of us have experienced in recent years and takes us to heights to which we all aspire.

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